Chapter 14

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Where was I? Was this a dream?

I get up off the floor from my lying position. I seemed to be in some sort of dome, a golden dome.

"Uhhh anyone there?" I call out. I move to walk around but quickly realize it would be better if I stayed in one place. My body was sore as fuck.

"Don't be a pussy (y/n), you can die if you stay here......wait am I dead?" I ask myself. I pinch myself to see if I was. I could still feel pain so I guess not.

"I can most certainly confirm that you are alive," A deeper, male voice says. I look around to see where it was coming from, ready to fight in case the thing would harm me.

"Show me your face before I make it uglier than it already is!" I yell.

"Oh I can't do that," he sighs.

"Why the fuck not? Got some rash?" I ask with an eye roll.

"Fine then, just know I mean you no harm," The man reassures. I feel a gust behind me and turn around quickly to meet this stranger.

"My soulmate told me the same thing. He tried to ki-kill me just recently," I stutter.

"Hello Lady (y/n)," He greets. Those golden eyes.....where have I see- no.....

"G-get away from me I remember you," I grit and step back. He was the same monster that killed my parents.

"If you would let me explain...." he trails.

"Shut the fuck up you murderer," I hiss. He attempts to say something else but I throw a punch.

Even though it was unexpected, the golden eyed bitch managed to catch my fist.

"Well it is quite clear you are not ready," He sighs.

"Oh I'm ready...ready to kick your chocolate ass," I grin and sweep him off his feet. That he didn't expect.

"Yes, definitely not ready," he groans from the ground. I bring my foot up ready to bring it down on him but it doesn't land.

I wake up, gasping and drenched in sweat. I lick my dry lips and shift to get up.

"The fuck?" I mumble as I see the restraints around me. I struggle a bit to get out of them but it doesn't work.

"Um hello! I'm gonna ask once for the asshole that tied me up to let me out!" I yell out. Instead of a verbal reply I hear a large, muffled crash. The room's lights flicker and I drone into the sound of faded screaming.

"Fucking lazy ass bitches," I grumbles as I let a wood root slither to the lock and unlock me.

"Oh you're up," someone says as I unwrap the belt around me.

"Yeah without your help," I tell the guy.

"I'm sorry but I have strict orders to not let you leave," he says.

"Look, Lincoln, unless those orders are from Fury I don't give a fuck," I tell him, crossing my arms.

"They are," he says, his lips twitching up from his small victory.

"Ok I still don't give a fuck," I shrug, "give me your comm."

"Uh ok...?" He says, handing it over.

"Do you know where the rest of my hoes are?" I ask him.

"I think Midtown Manhattan," he guesses.

"Your life depends on that guess," I tell him as I run out.

*Timeskip*
The city was trashed. It looked much like my self esteem, and that's pretty bad if I do say so myself.

These ugly creatures were either dead on the ground or badly injured. I shot the ones that were still alive.

"Uh where is everyone?" I ask into comms. No reply. I look up to see a familiar rust bucket falling from the sky.

"Fuck he better not be dead," I grit as I run with my sore legs to where he was going to land. When I turn the corner I see the others, dirty and tired, huddling around him.

Relief goes through me when I hear Tony's voice from the distance.

"Wassup guys?" I ask I jog up to them.

"(Y/N) WHY ARE YOU OUT OF BED?!" Steve yells as he gets up. Tony grunts as he gets up and and joins Steve's side.

"You do realize we tied you up for a reason?" He asks.

"I'm fine! Calm down!" I groan.

"You took a Hulk smash!" Natasha argues. I give the green guy a glance and narrow my eyes.

"I expect a fucking apology you hormonal, green bitch," I mutter, pointing a finger at Hulk.

"Her attitude is still here so we're good guys!" Clint cheers. The three turn to give him a look now.

"(Y/n) is fine. She healed and she isn't fighting now is she? We are getting side tracked from the real problem here," Thor reminds.

"How did we forget! We need to get to Loki before he disappears again," Steve groans.

"Wait where is he right now?" I ask.

"Stark tower," Clint tells me.

"Guys before we leave let's all strike a pose when we all go to him. It'll be badass," Tony says. Steve begins to argue that striking a pose isn't the matter here.

While they argue I slip away to get a head start to Stark Tower.

*Timeskip*

I'm pretty sure they arrived there before me. I stopped at a pet store to make sure the dogs and other animals were ok.

They were, thankfully. I would've killed Loki with my bare hands if they weren't.

The elevator door opens and I see them crowded around him, pissed yet posing. Looks like Tony won the argument.

"If it's all the same to you. I'll have that drink now," Loki says from his spot on the stairs. He had scratches on his face and had clearly been beaten a lot.

Just seeing him me want to cry, smash everything around me, and cry some more. But as sad as I was, I was getting furious.

I raise my gun up and shoot. Not at his head but anywhere that would wound, not kill. A couple bullets ricochet but one manages to find a soft spot and make contact, lodging into his skin.

"Have some bullets instead," I grit, my voice wavering as my gun now shifted it's aim to his head.

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OK I FINALLY UPDATED THIS! I HOPE EVERYONE ENJOYYSSS!!!🥳
Also that song that I posted for this chap: I love it ❤️❤️💞💞

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